There goes the neighbourhood
The other day I mentioned Twitter in a meeting with some journo/publishing types, and they'd never heard of it. I marvelled at that. I may not be a hard-core Tweeter, but I love the fact that I'm experiencing it at a time when it's still not mainstream.
Twitter still inhabits a relatively innocent space; it hasn't yet been completely ruined by The Bad Guys or overtaken by the heaving masses. It's a natural home for thinkers, experimentalists and wits. But last week the Guardian ran a piece which makes me fear for the future of Twitter. Not that the article was negative, far from it, but coverage in a national newspaper is one more step towards its demise. I'm sorry, but I am unapologetically a Twitter snob. I know that as soon as Twitter is mainstream, the thing that makes it such a joy will be gone. As will all those thoughtful, interesting people who currently use it.
As Deborah Schultz put it, social interactions minus intelligence equals noise. And the world is noisy enough.
But unlike me (who just moans about it and secretly enjoys the challenge of all those nested tables) some people are actually campaigning for positive change - 


